OoC.time for FUN

Name: Prince Eric
age: who cares, he's HOT according to fan girls
appearance: see above
life:Awesome
character shield: on par with Luke Skywalker's

Acceptable?

Jeral suddenly gasped, as his eyes lit on the most beautiful thing he had ever beheld. His heart stopped beating, and all the world went 'round and 'round to circus music.

When he saw Azura, his saliva ran dry, his toes wrinkled up, and for a split second all the world was wonderful. He crept up behind her softly. He hoped he would startle her.


By herself, Zippy had absolutely nothing to do except sing a bewitching song (which she did) and make coy eyes at the boys (which she also did).

Just then, a terrific, magical beast appeared in the midst of them, roaring and slobbering all over the place. With incredible speed and accuracy, she pulled a bow from the deep folds of her skirt, and TWANG! Killed it dead center.

Then she replaced the bow, and calmly resumed making coy eyes at the boys.

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"The piano is able to communicate the subtlest universal truths by means of wood, metal and vibrating air."

((:lol: FM!))

Alassea watched the couples dancing curiously. She looked very sweet, and she knew it, but glanced surreptitiously at Alaina dancing before she let her eyes rove. "Varna," she said, poking her brother, "Who's that?" Here she indicated Bryne with a jerk of her head, knowing all too well (due to her mother and Alaina's meticulous instruction) that it was 'rude to point'. She didn't quite expect him to tell her, but wondered all the same and thought that, if she talked to him, she might perhaps be slightly less enamored than the young lady he had just struck dumb.

Rilion, now intensely bored, gazed around the hall with a sigh.

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"Don't ask me." Varna replied, exhasperated. He hadn't the foggiest idea who the man was, as he hardly knew any of these people, and didn't really care to know them, truth be told.

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Eric dashed in, heroically fighting off assassins with horrible aim, though they were trained in use of their weapons. By the time the handsome prince had completed his fight, he immediately caught an arrow between his fingers and smiled. Several women fainted.

OoC.This ir rather fun...

When Zippy saw Eric dash in; so tall, so brave, so handsome... she let loose a squeal of delight. Her eyelashes fluttered. Her ruby red lips parted in wonder. She dazzled brighter than the sun, and a few hapless men standing near her were blinded.

No longer were her coy eyes for all the crowd, she had her heart set on ONE man alone. She approached Eric, heart beating, hands clasping and unclasping.

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"The piano is able to communicate the subtlest universal truths by means of wood, metal and vibrating air."

((I'll add you to the list, Witch_King...but could you perhaps come up with a female character as well?))

"Fine, I won't," replied Alassea disconsolately, and resigned herself to examing Bryne with interest and wondering if he would ever wander in her direction.

A timid young lady, slightly late, came over the threshold with her hands clasped in front of her and made a shy courtsey to the royal pair, not meeting either of their eyes. "How - how lovely," she commented. "I do thank you for the invitation."

((This is Aelinniel - *wink wink* to Varna lol))

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(*takes the not-so-subtle hint* And if WK doesn't want to come up with a female character, I could aways opt for another..since I'm already playing three.)

Startled out of his own thoughts, Varna looked at the new arrival, and actually smiled, a decidedly-odd gesture for the normally-withdrawn prince. "And we thank you for coming, and hope you enjoy your evening here." he said, remembering the proper greeting, though felt unable to look away from this girl as he finished speaking. Not proper to stare, not proper to stare. his conscience taunted him, but he pointedly ignored it.

(Can we say moon-struck? )

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The girl looked up and met Varna's eyes, and seemed to become shyer than ever, her hands twisting round each other where she clasped them in front of her, on her crimson velvet skirts. "I...thank you," she managed, and then blushed furiously, making an extreme effort at conversation. "I...believe it must become rather tiresome?" she finally ventured. "Giving all these balls, I mean."

Alassea could hardly contain her mirth at this interaction, and slyly poked Varna from behind.

((Can we say moon-struck indeed? Lol I'll keep that in mind, but we'll see, maybe someone else wants to, four is a lot ))

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"At times, yes.." Varna managed to say, tearing his eyes away just as he jumped, as if electrocuted, as Alassea poked him. His next action was to give her a sharp look over his shoulder, and his eyes narrowed warningly.

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Alassea gave Varna a very wide-eyed, innocent look, and said sweetly, "Yes, he does get so very bored...nobody cares to ask him to dance, you see," she explained mournfully to the young lady. "On account of him being royalty - why!" and she suddenly gasped, as if the idea had just then occured to her, "I do believe there is nobody else coming" - she peered out the doors into the darkening night - "and Varna, you must dance before you retire. Why do you not do this waltz with - ?"

"Aelinniel," finished the lady, belatedly realizing Alassea's inflection in her direction. "I - I would like that very much."

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Looking for the briefest moment as if he had swallowed a whole lemon, Varna gave Alassea a sideways glare, then readjusted his expression and smiled, before offering his arm to Aelinniel. My crowning achievement of this evening, brought about by my younger sister.. he then thought annoyedly, though this annoyance didn't find a place in his expression.

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Aelinniel rested her hand - which was very small and delicate - on Varna's arm, and with a shy glance up at him, lifted her skirt to avoid tripping on it with her free hand.

Alassea grinned slightly. Varna had seen straight through her, as she knew he would, but she though she had acted rather well, on the whole.

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(Oh, I'm beginning to enjoy this too much..this is going to be priceless to read over later. )

Without pause, Varna wended his way through the swelling crowd skillfully, at a pace quick, but not too much so(meaning Aelinniel could keep up quite easily). It took a bit of maneuvering on his part, however, when it came to actually reaching the dance floor, which was, naturally, swelling with happy couples preparing for the next dance - including his older sister and her Duke(whom she was having difficulty looking away from).

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Aelinniel looked rather intimidated. "My, it is - rather full, isn't it?" she ventured, unconsciously drawing closer to Varna. "I - did not know so many were attending."

((*Likes playing shy little damsels-in-distress* Oh yes, very fun But after all, that is the point of the RP!))

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Varna shook his head slowly. "Most of them come without having an invitation, actually. My father only invites close to 100 people every year, yet more always show up. No one does anything to dissuade them, either."

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